Air Pressure
@steddiemicrofic prompt ‘fool’ • 454 words
@stcreators event 7: comedy
Bingo square from Em
Steve/Eddie • rated T • no cws • established relationship, mechanic!Steve, pranks • read on ao3
“Did the guys tell you I stopped by the shop today? They were really nice,” Eddie started, trying to keep a straight face.
Steve frowned. “What does that mean?”
Eddie busied himself with the sandwich he was making, unwilling to make eye contact.
“You know my tires needed air. They gave me a good deal, though, don’t worry.”
He watched Steve stop what he was doing, his head turning now. Eddie bit into the inside of his cheek to keep the smile from breaking his ruse.
“A deal?”
Eddie half nodded, still adding things to his sandwich. He wasn’t really sure what he was piling onto it now in his desperation to keep this joke going.
“They gave me the Premium Air, you know, the good stuff. Said it was guaranteed to stay in my tires longer or something. But don’t worry, they gave me your discount.”
Steve stood up now.
Eddie quickly turned to start putting items back in the fridge.
“Start over,” Steve demanded sternly. “You went to my shop?”
Eddie swallowed the comment about how it was so hot when he took charge like this, and nodded. “Yeah, they said you had run to the bank. Tommy was really helpful.”
Steve scrubbed a hand over his face. Got him.
“I’m sure. And you just needed air in your tires?”
Eddie grabbed more stuff, trying to keep his back to him.
“Yeah, you know how they’ve been losing air lately. But don’t worry, Tommy gave me the expensive stuff. So it shouldn’t need air for a while.”
Steve took a few steps closer and shut the fridge. “The expensive air? Did he charge you?”
“Well yeah, Steve,” he scoffed. “I didn’t know I was costing you money every time we filled them up. Tommy said that’s why you had probably been giving me the cheaper stuff and I kept needing more air. So this would save both of us money.”
Finally breaking, Steve pushed him up against the counter with a growl, pulling his chin up to make eye contact. “How much?”
“Oh, um, it was only $150.” Steve sucked in a breath. “For all four! With your discount,” he reasoned.
Steve immediately let him go, rushing to the door to shove his feet in his boots.
“Steve!”
“I’ll be back,” he huffed.
Eddie finally got his body to cooperate and followed him. “No, it’s-“
“No, baby, they screwed you over! A hundred and fifty fucking dollars for air? I’m gunna-”
Eddie grabbed him, laughing, “It’s just a joke! It’s April Fool’s Day!”
Steve stared at him for a long moment before bursting out laughing. “Fuck, Eds. I was going to go murder Tommy!”
“Aww, my hero,” he laughed, pulling him close.
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